We are the named and we are known

[lucetimods]

Who: All Draftees
What: Arriving at the dorms
When: 26th
Where: Dorms, location unknown
Summary: Dorm information is here. This is your room!
Rating: PG... we hope?

Your characters are shuffling off to their rooms. Each room has their name beside it and only they can open the door. People can only enter their room if they're allowed in (or they leave the door open). Characters will find any requested items in their room already. If they have a requested vehicle, there will be another door in their room that will take them to the hangar to inspect their equipment.

((Mod note: Extra draftees won't experience their Shift Incompatibility handicap in their dorms. :|a))

Comments

[fourteen]

[ Xion, like many, is leaving her door open. She hasn't requested much ... other than a new bow, and arrows. What little warning she had gave her time to bring her swaxe; she's suddenly very thankful she and Sokka found time to get it done. But if she has her weapons, well ... she can't think of much else she wants to ask for. She's much too tense to even try. There are so, so many things that can go wrong with this draft... and she can't get Vanitas off her mind.

Restless, she won't actually stay in her room, much. She'll wander, glancing into other rooms, looking for those she knows, if only to have a way to take her mind off all the variables she won't be able to control once they're out there on the battlefield. ]

[markofthewise]

[If she pokes her head into his room, he's sitting on his bed, all his gear all around him, ready to be tossed on. His main boomerang, several smaller ones, his sword, all kinds of explosive, his manly bag of carrying halfway filled, his chainmail draped over a chair, his Water Tribe armor and helmet resting on a table.

And Soka... Sokka laying on the bed, barbecue potato chips in one hand, a TV remote in the other, zoned out as he watches Wile E. Coyote try to catch the roadrunner.

Ladies and gentlemen, your strategist.]

[fourteen]

Sokka.

[ she doesn't immediately walk in. instead she scopes the room out from the doorway, her expression neutral for the most part -- a bit lightly curious, if anything. gosh, all this stuff... she had the same thought last time -- should she request other things? but she'd never had to, back home... it all struck her as a little superfluous, somehow. ]

[markofthewise]

Huh?

[He sits up, patting himself down for crumbs on his tunic.]

Oh, hey. You feeling okay? [Not because of her being neutral or anything. He's wondering if those Shift Incompatibilities have kicked in.]

[fourteen]

I feel fine... [ she knows what he means. she'll wander on into the room, rubbing a hand up her arm, looking thoughtful. ] There isn't anything different yet. Maybe I won't find out what the "minimum risk" is until we're actually out there.

[goldenglasses]

[This is Vash knocking softly at your door frame to get your attention.]

Hello, Xion. [Don't mind him as he looks over trying to see if anything is wrong.]

[fourteen]

[ at the moment, she's sitting on the edge of her bed, with the swaxe in her hands. she's inspecting the blade, fingers moving over the metal as she checks it one last time for sharpness and stability. when she hears Vash's voice, however, she blinks, setting it down in her lap. then she smiles, gently. ]

Hey, Vash. What's up? [ probably a silly question, but it feels polite to ask.

and yes ... she's fine. she seems fine right now, anyway. ]

[goldenglasses]

Not much, just checking in with everyone.





...how are you feeling?

[fourteen]

I feel fine. [ her smile warms, a little. ] Nothing's different. At least, not yet.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[Well, while she's wandering, she might just bump into another wanderer! Yes, Ven's trying to get look around while keeping his eye out for a certain troll.]

[fourteen]

Ven!

[ the moment she spots him she'll trot over, trying not to let her concern show too much. ]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Huh?

[He turns around, and-- hey, it's Xion! In that case, he'll give her one of those trademark derp grins.]

Hey, Xion.

[fourteen]

[ ... he seems okay. so she'll smile too, warmly. ]

Hey. You ready for tomorrow?

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

[They'll run into each other in the hallways, then. Nami's doing the rounds herself, and spares a grin for Xion.]

Hey. You feeling okay?

[fourteen]

[ caught a little off guard, she manages a smile. ] Yeah, I'm fine! Everyone keeps asking... but I don't feel any different. Not yet, anyway.

[mikangirl.livejournal.com]

Well, let's hope the whole 'minimum risk' was just that. [Though she frowns doubtfully.] Sanji-kun's also okay, so... I guess we'll see how tomorrow goes.

[fourteen]

... I'm a little worried about it, but ... all we can do is our best, right? [ that's a brave face. ] Where will you be fighting? Do you know, yet? I know there's been some planning, but ... I wasn't paying much attention before yesterday. [ small frown. understandably -- before yesterday, she hadn't been going. ]

[generalflirt]

[After a certain point you might find Masaomi in the hanger, Xion. He's... in a very foul mood because he's scared, upset at himself that he is scared, and frustrated and. Well he should be more hopeful but it's just not coming.

Oh and he probably a making a lot of noise what with that absent tapping of a lead pipe on the wall behind him]

[fourteen]

[ you're not the only one who's scared, Kida.

Xion will wander into this place slowly, and follow the sound of the tapping until she finds him. and then she'll sigh. ]

... Masaomi.

1/2

[generalflirt]

[Tap... tap... tap...]

[generalflirt]

[And then he takes note of her. He looks over and... nods]

Hi, Xion-chan.

[fourteen]

Hey. You alright?

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[if she's wandering, she'll eventually find Sanji in the halls, doing the exact same thing. Just the act of moving is keeping him sharp and oddly relaxed, despite knowing he'll be sent to kill tomorrow.

There's a smile waiting for her, whenever she spots him]

[fourteen]

Sanji! [ hi dad. she's gonna hug you. normally she'd probably just say hi, but ... this isn't normally. ]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Heh. No, it's not. That they're both stuck here is proof enough.]

Checking on everyone? [resting a hand on her head]